FreedomGames-29.0- Coup De Grace through the Heart

What a seductive pose, arching back, causing her breasts to stick out proudly, with one sexy sandaled foot bouncing up in the air in protest at the slaughter, and another arched and pointed in agony as it ground into the sand, which filled inside between her succulent toes and her soft, sexy sandal. Her feet kick and thrash about vigorously, her genitals spraying their ecstasy filled nectar onto the sands to mix with the pool of blood that cascaded down her speared womanhood. For over 6 months she was loved and adored by the crowds, both men and women queuing outside her chambers after her every sweet victory to get a chance to enjoy her. But the crowds were fickle and forgetful, and soon all that would be left of her glory would be her hanging carcass as it dangled upside in the arena to drain of all its fluids and to serve as a beautiful trophy and ornament to advertise the next day's games. Once a gladiator girl's glory in the arena was over, she was only a piece of meat to be left hanging sale, either to adorn a love chamber or to serve as prize meat for a banquet.